Spoil My Errant Wife

After hanging up on Derek, Christina was absent-minded on the sofa.

It was not until the clock on the wall rang that she suddenly came back to her senses and realized that it was almost midnight.

There were only a few hours left for Christmas.

Christina hoped that time would pass faster.She was in a mess on such a beautiful day.

Looking at others’ celebrations, she would rather today was just an ordinary day.She turned to look at the roses on the coffee table and thought of one thing.

Christina walked out of the room with a basket of roses in her right hand and went straight up the stairs to apartment 502.She stumped closer and closer.She bent down and put the basket of roses in front of apartment 502.

Then she stood up straight and turned around to leave.

"That's right.I should do it this way " Christina thought.

Putting down the basket of roses enigmatically, she turned around and walked away gracefully.

It was Christina's original plan.

Like countless enigmatic figures, she had to be calm and she had to be careful at every step.

Bang - But as soon as she turned around, Christina couldn't help but turn back and kick the door hard.

"I'm not doing that!"

""Bastard!!"

She cursed angrily at the door.

After taking a deep breath and calming down, Christina turned around and went downstairs to apartment 402.

The sound of Christina kicking the door just now was so loud that the residents upstairs and downstairs all came out with fear and looked around nervously.

Only she opened her door without changing her expression and then slammed the door.

It was as if she had worked off her grudged feeling.

Christina had to admit that she really wasn't a calm and farsighted person.

Kicking the door was childish, but she was really upset today, so she had to vent her anger.

If she had met that bastard Patrick just now, She would do more than a kick in the door! Sitting in the small living room and drinking half a cup of warm water, she originally wanted to calm herself down.

She wanted to be calm...

But the ticking sound of the clock became more and more annoying.

During the lively festival, the feeling of the only one in the house was probably called loneliness.

Christina surfed on the Internet for a while and found that WhatsApp was full of pictures of couples showing off their love.

There were also some families who went out to travel happily, she was really envious.

Christina couldn't help sending congratulatory messages to a few friends of her.

Usually, she would neet do such a boring thing, but now she felt that she was too lonely.

chat with.In the end,

went to

holding her phones and

a

was rude to disturb others during the

and went to the bedroom

to take a hot shower in the bathroom

in the bathroom, misty moisture filled the entire

showerhead.She was fair and beautiful, with long black hair down to

was when she stood in

knew it, and he knew it very

402.He leaned against the wall and waited quietly, looking at the woman in

had just taken

and her cheeks were slightly

of the bathroom cubicle.She reached out to get the large bath towel

took a

"You, you pervert!"

way, but now she

Patrick glanced quickly at her

was as ordinary as he

threw a large white bath

the bath

was so angry that she felt blood rush to her head.She pulled off the

are you in my apartment?" She glared

grab the shampoo and shower gel bottles

such a big basket of roses.Didn't you want me to come?" He said

her teeth and glared at

did you get in!" She asked him in

the small living room

enough, the door was still

you that pervert I meet every

was caught with evidence, he couldn't

sneak

stared at by

"Patrick, I'm asking you!"

let him fool

be

wouldn't let him go without

"It's my habit."

he just gave a weird explanation in a low

"Your habit?"

was so wrathful that she clenched her fists, "How did you get in? I want

very calm.He seemed not to feel that he had

voice, "If I remember

own wife at night.Is there

Christina was shocked.

it was because he was too confident, or maybe she had never thought that he would say

Patrick went into the kitchen, spooned the porridge she had cooked, sat on

familiar with her apartment!" Christina

her apartment as his own

"Patrick!"